After missing the off-Broadway, I was finally ready to see what all the hype surrounding Be More Chill was about. I’m sorry to report that whatever is causing the stans to scream their heads off (almost) completely eluded me. The show is highly derivative (Mean Girls, Dead Evan Hansen, Little Shop of Horrors), but mostly it reminded me of 13, even though JRB provided that cast with an infinitely better score.
There’s only one song that a real winner; when George Salazar sings Michael in the Bathroom in act two, it’s like the Red Sea parted for five minutes and we saw a wonderful showcase for a supporting actor to run away with the show he was already stealing.
Other than this song, the rest of the score ranges from decent to I can see how this would work at one of Iconis’ jamborees, but it’s not working here.
The audience reaction was very mixed. On one side of me there was a fan dressed in one of the character’s costumes who screamed, hooted, hollered and sobbed through the whole thing (it seemed to be about making it all about herself than anything else) and then on my other side were a couple in their 30’s who were not amused at all.
I can’t lie and say that the more rabid fans in the audience didn’t have an effect on my enjoyment, but even if they had toned down their behavior I still don’t think I would have had a reaction much greater than a shrug.
Marie: Don't be in such a hurry about that pretty little chippy in Frisco.
Tony: Eh, she's a no chip!